The festival at the end of August was lively and overflowing with people
I put on a yukata and geta
Making clanking and clicking sounds
When the two of us looked up at the suddenly risen fireworks
I secretly stole a glance of your face watching them in a trance

If we grew a little tired, we'd sit down on the roadside
Listening to the distant sound of the orchestra
The whistling sounds and strings reverberating
A brocade cap bloomed bigger and bigger in the night sky
Summer will end in a little while
It suddenly becomes painful

I looked up at the fireworks all by myself
Making my heart prickle with pain
Very soon, the next season
Will arrive
I had watched the transient fireworks with you
I still think of that summer day when you were with me